On the tenth day of the first month of March, Ye Yong changed into ordinary clothes and walked out of the Jade Mansion, but after covering up his breath, with an ordinary and even somewhat ugly face, no one would care about him.

Tianxiang Building,

This name seems a little ambiguous, but in fact it is extremely pure, it is an inn for eating and lodging, but I heard that the inn was opened by a woman, so it is so gentle.

Since he made up his mind in his heart, Ye Yong likes this kind of inn very much, especially the window position on the second and third floors, and he can listen to all kinds of news while watching the hustle and bustle of the surroundings.

Tianxianglou sits in the north and faces south, the east is (hot rè) noisy street, the west is a canal, and now the grass grows and the warbler flies in the season, the water is murmuring, and there are water waves ((swing dàng) dàng) between the fluctuations of the oars, and many people are looking at the early (spring chun) scenery on the cruise ship.

The fine willows are bent to stretch the branches, and some are directly immersed in the water, swinging with the wind like three thousand green silks.

Ye Yong's mood is extremely sublimated, and I have to say that a good scenery always makes people feel refreshed.

Approaching noon, there are more and more people, but most of the people who come and go are warriors, and the day after tomorrow is the battle of Ziwei Mountain, and all those who plan to come to watch the battle have already come.

I have to say that the wine in Tianxianglou is really good, the entrance is soft, and the tongue is fragrant after swallowing, even if Ye Yong, a person who is not good at drinking, does not (forbidden) rise to like it.

It's just that he turned his head and looked at the price, 10,000 taels of silver a catty, he didn't (forbidden) shook his head, how much money he burned.

"Wine, good wine".

Suddenly, a voice came from a young monk in his twenties, wearing a tattered robe, stepping on a pair of tattered straw sandals, and staring at a novice hat with patches on it.

He exudes the smell of wine, as if he was fished out of a wine vat, his drunken eyes are slightly drunk, and his appearance is quite delicate, although it seems to be contaminated with red dust, but there is an aura invisibly.

He threw himself directly in front of Ye Yong, picked up his wine jug and poured it into his mouth.

Ye Yong didn't stop him, but looked at him with interest, he definitely didn't believe that a late stage of the Absolute Heavenly Talent would be a madman.

There was only less than a pound in the wine jug, where could the little monk drink it so much, but there was not a drop left in an instant, and finally he used his tongue ((lick tiǎn) tiǎn) to make the spout ((lick tiǎn) tiǎn), and then used all his strength to control a few drops outside.

"Uh,"

A wine burp was played, and the little monk's face was a little unsatisfactory, obviously not enough.

"Little Er, two more pots."

As Ye Yong fell, two new pots of wine were soon placed on the table.

The little monk's eyes lit up when he saw this, and his scorching (hot) eyes made Ye Yong feel surprised, how could a Buddhist disciple be so good at wine.

The slender fingers grabbed it, Ye Yong's right hand quickly touched, and the little monk actually grabbed it.

The little monk was stunned for a moment, and then he took a good look at the person in front of him, although he grabbed it inadvertently, but no one can dodge it, this person's skills are good.

With a rotation of his wrist, the little monk's right hand grabbed at another flask.

However, his movements were fast, Ye Yong was faster than his, as fast as thunder and lightning, but without a trace of breaking the air, he firmly grasped the two wine jugs in his hands.

"Amitabha, uh, I don't know, donor, yes, it's the poor monk's clumsiness."

The little monk knew that Ye Yong was a master, so he lowered his head and shouted a Buddha horn, and his slightly drunk eyes showed a gleam.

Ye Yong put down the wine jug, pushed one in front of him, and opened it for him

Cork.

"Please"!

The little monk is not a pretentious person, he laughed out loud and picked up the wine jug and touched Ye Yong, and the two of them drank directly at the wine jug.

"Happy, uh......"

The little monk drank most of it directly, and the expression (emotion) that appeared on his face made Ye Yong a little stunned, is it just so fluttering, why didn't he feel it.

Ye Yong originally wanted to say something, but seeing him like this didn't bother him, but he didn't want to bother, it didn't mean that other people wouldn't.

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and the water of the canal erupted, forming a fountain, and such a formation must be a beginner's master, and someone actually did it here.

The little monk's state of mind was directly disturbed, and his face couldn't help showing a look of anger, but he hurriedly recited Mida, and immediately transformed into a smiling face.

The two of them followed the sound and looked over, only to see a green-robed young man standing on the weeping willow by the canal outside the window, and on the opposite side was a (body shēn) monk's robe, the monk's robe was red, (naked) with two arms exposed, and a thousand yellow threads on the yellow monk's hat.

"Your people"?" Ye Yong asked, turning his head to look at the little monk.

"Uh, no, it's the tantric bunch." The little monk was very uninterested in the brother gang, and his words were a little disrespectful.

Ye Yong frowned, it seems that this time the battle has attracted much attention, and even the three sects of Buddhism have come.

And the young man who fought with the Tantric heirs looked like a dog, but the demonic aura was dignified, and it seemed that he was also the Tianjiao of the Demon Sect.

The collision of the skills of the two just now seems to be a tiebreaker, both of them are in the late stage of entry, and it is impossible to see who has the upper hand with just one move and two styles.

"Heavenly Demon Roar"!

The green-robed young man suddenly let out a long roar, this voice was sharp and piercing, deep into the heart, straight to the spiritual platform, Rao is Ye Yong was so far away, he also felt upset and irritable when he heard it.

Looking at the mortals around the canal, all the seven orifices that were close were bleeding, and some fell into a coma directly, and those who were far away quickly covered their ears and fled.

Seeing this, the tantric monks hurriedly took action, this is the means of the demon gate, in order to win, they never care about the life and death of mortals, which is also the reason why they are called demons.

The great monk recites the Heart Sutra in his mouth, and after the golden light of merit appears, a bright Buddha statue sits in the void, and his golden fingers begin to pinch the seal.

"Immovable as a mountain"!

The tantric monk roared angrily, the immovable Ming King Divine Seal is the supreme divine skill of the Tantric Sect, how powerful it is!

The golden light burst out, ignoring the sonic attack of the Heavenly Demon Roar, and instantly arrived in front of the green-robed young man.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Demon Gate frowned, and the Heavenly Demon Roar raised a pitch, and a three-headed and six-armed demon god appeared in front of him, laughing loudly with a bloody mouth, and colliding fiercely with the golden light of the King of the Buddha Gate.

"That stupid immovable Ming King hasn't cultivated yet, it's a pity"?

The little monk sighed suddenly, raised his head and poured a sip of Tianxiang wine, and dried up the remaining small half.

Ye Yong knew that he was going to make a move, after all, he was also a disciple of Buddhism, so he couldn't just watch it, especially if the other party still lost.

Rumble!

A loud bang came, and the six-armed Heavenly Demon was still laughing, but there was a trance stop, but it was only an instant.

And the Buddha Jin (body shēn) was directly shattered, and the tantric monk directly spat blood from his mouth, fell backwards on the weeping willow, and fell into the water with a pop.

The robe boy regained his momentum, and his qi and blood only felt extremely surging, and it was not easy for him to defeat this great monk.

"Ah, uh, Amitabha"!

The little monk who was burping directly out of the window, there was a hint of beauty in that way, but after he got out, he quickly stabilized his shadow and fell in the air at a vertical angle, fighting steadily above the water.

The green-robed young man saw that another monk appeared, and his skills were not below him, he immediately frowned, he had already used seven layers of true qi in the fight just now, and he was really not the opponent of this little monk.

"Amitabha, the benefactor of the Heavenly Demon (Temple Diàn), this time I let your Demon Gate into the city, all to watch the battle of Ziwei Mountain, why do you want to increase your troubles and hurt my Tantric disciple."

The little monk spoke a little crazy, his eyes were drunk, and his son began to sway from side to side, looking drunk.

However, the more this happened, the more frightened the green-robed young man on the opposite side became, because he remembered someone.

"Ten Thousand Buddhas (Hall Diàn) Crazy Monk Dao Upside Down"!

The green robe exclaimed, one of the top geniuses of the Ten Thousand Buddhas (Temple Diàn), it is said that he can compete with the blood-devouring boss, and is one of the new top ten entry geniuses in the world!

Ye Yong nodded when he heard this, this is right, this little monk must be a famous existence, looking at the eyes of the green robe, and the imperceptible fear, it is enough to prove all this.

"Amitabha, since the donor, uh, knows the poor monk, then I won't kill you, just send you away from here."

A sound fell, the little monk didn't know where to take out a broken pu fan and fan it out, a Buddha gate yuan force condensed into the wind, whistling and blowing a pool of (spring chun) water.

The green robe's complexion changed greatly, but he was powerless to return to the sky, watching the overwhelming wind hit, but there was nothing he could do.

At this moment, Ye Yong on the second floor moved, Tianxiang wine poured out, and the power of the Yuan Yuan Finger was contained in it, and countless raindrops began to fall, all sinking into the hurricane.

Suddenly the wind and the waves were calm!

Seeing that someone was helping, the green robe quickly fled from this place with a vertical (body shēn).

And the little monk was not in a hurry, he actually chased the residual wine with his mouth open, and he didn't catch the last drop, and he didn't show a complaining expression (qingqing).

"Donor, if you give me the wine, I can do it without doing anything, oops, it's a pity."

The little monk is worthy of being a person who loves wine, and his face is full of resentment towards Ye Yong at the moment, even if it is not her wine.

Poof.

The great monk of Tantra floated up, and when the little monk saw this, he flicked his robe sleeves and directly blasted him ashore with internal force, as if venting Ye Yong's resentment of wasting wine.

"Monk, don't complain, I'll give it to you."

Ye Yong threw the wine jug in his hand to him, just now he made a move that was actually a momentary itch, and he wanted to compete with this little monk, who knew that he would not accept the trick at all.

Besides, he didn't have any resentment against the Demon Gate, because Dongfang Yu devoured blood, but he had a good impression, so he chose to make a move, who knew that he had met such an unprincipled person.

The little monk took the wine jug and said with a smile: "I recognize you as a friend."

Ye Yong felt a little speechless after hearing this, what kind of logic is this monk, if he drinks wine, he is a friend, so how many friends does he have to make.

But I don't think much, who would be as stupid as himself and spend 10,000 taels of silver to buy him wine to drink.

However, what Ye Yong didn't know was that after the little monk took a sip of wine, he muttered with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Is the Dali Duan family's extinguishing yuan finger......

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